You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 291

Coralie was not being thick-skinned, but she felt that there was another reason for Skylar to do this.

He had changed beyond recognition.

"Do you have anything worthy of my love?"

Skylar arched his eyebrows.

Skylar's words astounded Coralie again. It was true after all. Coralie had nothing on her so how was

she worthy of Skylar's love?

"I don't." Coralie shook her head and added, "I thought now that we had weathered so much together,

we can finally stay with each other for the rest of our lives. I guess those delusions must have screwed

me up."

"Fair enough, because you don't deserve it."

Skylar's sharp words pricked her heart.

The frost on Coralie's body had long melted. The water droplets slid along her windbreaker and trickled

to the ground. She was obviously freezing, but it couldn't even compete with the coldness in her heart.

"Well, President Holland, you're right. I was just being pathetically over-sentimental all this time."

Coralie turned around and walked to the door, one foot in front of the other. At the moment when she

turned around, she could no longer control her tears.

Skylar stared at her but he did not ask her to stay. He did not say a word too.

Coralie walked to the door and said without looking back, "Skylar, I love you. I will love you for the rest

of my life. If you have to leave me for some reason, please come back when you are no longer troubled

by it. Anytime is fine. I will always wait for you in the same place."

She did not turn back after saying that. Instead, she went straight to the elevator and left.

After the elevator door was closed.

"Bang!"

Skylar furiously smashed the keyboard in his hand in halves and swept the computer to the ground.

Like a madman, he was hitting his legs violently.

Jayson quickly went over to stop him. "President Holland, I don't think Miss Chariott is that kind of

person. You should tell her about the injury on your legs. What's more, you did it to save her."

"Hmph, with my current state, why should I be a burden to her?"

Skylar studied his legs.

After Skylar and Coralie fell from the building, he injured his nerves and couldn't feel his legs anymore.

Never mind walking, he couldn't even stand up.

Skylar had always been high and mighty. This incident had a great impact on him. He didn't tell anyone,

and his mother, Lillian, was the only one in the Holland family to know about it because a doctor had

unwittingly revealed it.

He had been undergoing rehabilitation for a month. Even so, his legs had not recovered yet.

"President Holland, I think you'll feel better if you are with Miss Chariott. It might just help with the

recovery of your legs."

Recently, Jayson had been in charge of the company's affairs. Skylar would decide on the important

matters, while he would discuss the less significant ones with the deputy general managers.

He clearly noticed that these days, Skylar was strung out and irritable. He had not been in such a bad

mood even when Coralie was taken away by Yohan.

"What's wrong? Are you going to change your profession to become a doctor?"

Skylar sat there and looked at Jayson. His tone was sarcastic and his expression, disagreeable.

"No."

Jayson replied briefly and didn't dare to say anything more.

They stayed for another hour before Jayson pushed the wheelchair out of the lounge and into the

president's office. He helped Skylar up and sat him down on the wheelchair. The two went downstairs

together.

......

It was still cold outside when Coralie came out of Skyton Corporation.

She couldn't even get a taxi on the road.

So she walked in the rain with her bag in her hand, her whole body soaked.

Jayson drove to Skylar's new residence. The road was frozen because of the freezing rain, and

Jayson's car could only crawl at a slow pace under such conditions.

When they were on their way back, Skylar, who was sitting in the back seat, glimpsed a petite figure on

the roadside. It was Coralie carrying her bag without an umbrella. She walked slowly in the cold rain, as

if she had lost her soul.

"Stop!"

Skylar shouted without second thought.

Jayson didn't know what had happened, but because the speed was low, he quickly parked the car on

the side of the road and stopped in front of Coralie.

However, Skylar soon realized that if Coralie came up, she would probably discover the problem with

his legs.

"Forget it, let's just go," he said.

Although the car had already stopped, Skylar let Jayson drive away again.

Through the rearview mirror, Jayson saw Coralie on the road and said kindly, "President Holland, Miss

Chariott will be sick if she goes on like this."

"What does it have to do with me? Drive!"

Skylar ordered.

Jayson had no choice but to drive away.

Actually, at this time, Coralie had already seen Skylar's car. In such a big city, how many people could Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

afford such a luxurious car, and it happened to stop in front of her. Who else could it be if it was not

Skylar?

However, why did he leave again?

Was he worried about causing a misunderstanding?

Coralie sneered. She kept walking with her bag in her hand. As her home was too far away, she had to

find a hotel to stay in.

The next morning.

Coralie opened her eyes and felt extremely cold even though she was clearly wrapped in the warm

quilt of the hotel.

She knew that she must have a fever.

However, she didn't dare to waste time. She didn't go home last night so her mother, Hera, must be

worried. Besides, Hera was not in a healthy condition now. It would be more troublesome if Hera's

problems were exacerbated because of her.

Coralie took a hot bath. She had dried her wet clothes yesterday but they were still damp after a whole

night.

"Ding-dong."

"Hello, guest room service."

When Coralie decided to wear her wet clothes and go home, the doorbell rang.

It was then followed with the voice of a hotel attendant.

Coralie wrapped herself in a bathrobe and went to open the door. She let down her guard since it was a

hotel attendant.

"Hello, here are your breakfast and clothes."

The attendant said with a plate in her hand. At the same time, there were three bags on the ground.

"I didn't order these..."

Coralie's eyes were full of suspicion. The breakfast delivery was a usual practice, but why would there

be clothes prepared for her?

She roughly glanced at the clothes in the bags. It was a complete set, and there was even a shoebox.

"We don't know much about this," the attendant said. She continued, "Can I bring your breakfast in

first?"

"Okay," Coralie replied.

At this time, Coralie already knew that she had a fever. She stared at the porridge and dishes in the

waiter's hand. She really needed them.

She stepped back and asked the attendant to bring the stuff in.

The attendant served her breakfast on the small round table by the window, took the bags of clothes

into the room for her, and left afterwards.

Coralie's body was cold and her head was spinning. She hadn't eaten anything since last night, so she

didn't care about anything else and went straight to devour the porridge first. Only after she finished

eating did she check the clothes in the bag.

There was a complete set of clothes in the bag, including undergarments, shoes and socks, as well as

a coat for the current season.

What was even more amazing was that the sizes were all perfect for her.

Only one person's name jumped from Coralie's mind, and that was—Skylar.

At this time, the rain outside had long stopped and the weather was now pleasant. Coralie changed into

the new clothes and kept her old clothes away. Just as she was thinking about how to contact Skylar, a

strange number called her.